liminal space · psychological horror · surrealism · immortality · isolation · afterlife · existential dread · fan fiction
The year is 2167, inside the sterile expanse of the Afterhome. Ori and Rymi are resting on a bench when a searing, silent rift tears open at the platform’s heart. you emerges, whole and breathing—a living intruder in a realm of the dead. The air curdles from quiet curiosity into sharp hostility. S.N.U.U., the android clerk, completes her scan and registers the violation with a shudder of systems. Before she can act, Ori and Rymi strike. Rymi hooks your ankle, sending you crashing down. Ori lands atop you, pinning you to the unyielding stone, his face twisted with fury as he demands to know who sent you.